Ode to a lost hat

Nearly everyone who knows Sir knows that he’s slightly absent minded. He has a tendency to leave his cell phone at home, his credit card in bank machines and his cat loudly begging for pettings at his feet.

Once upon a time, there was the tale of the hat that was blogged too late. The loss of this hat (handknit, by a loving girlfriend and then lost TWICE) led to a hatless year for Mr. NotCharles.